Post by Zakry Krowe on Jun 18, 2014 19:03:02 GMT -8
It had been hours since he had awaken from his deep sleep in his cryogenic slumber, he was full of energy and ready for duty. He walked with determination in stride through the halls of the ship, using what he had learned from the sleep to navigate the corridors to what he hoped would be the office for his CO. With three simple knocks on the door he waited, his heels clicked together in a standard military fashion. His back straight and head tilted up, before leaving his bunk he had grabbed a dark green beret and wore it with pride. His face was plain and hard to read, his virtual boot camp was of standard military fashion. He was not taught how to treat other human beings, only how to look for the red mist of others.
Trained to aim, shoot, and kill before asking questions; his CO would be his thoughts, he would listen and follow. Do as instructed, ask only when necessary. The military of the past would of been proud of his hard lessons in sleep, and now he waited for his next step. He would wait at the door for hours, with his knees straight and head forward. He wouldn't move until told to do so, and not by anybody but his true commanding officer whom he knew as Commander Smith. He maintained his mind in the moment and prevented it from wandering, he would have to be alert at all times and watch for potential attacks while he waited.
Trained to aim, shoot, and kill before asking questions; his CO would be his thoughts, he would listen and follow. Do as instructed, ask only when necessary. The military of the past would of been proud of his hard lessons in sleep, and now he waited for his next step. He would wait at the door for hours, with his knees straight and head forward. He wouldn't move until told to do so, and not by anybody but his true commanding officer whom he knew as Commander Smith. He maintained his mind in the moment and prevented it from wandering, he would have to be alert at all times and watch for potential attacks while he waited.
